Heavy and large steps, Ashley crossed the distance between her and Nanny Doris. She held her trembling shoulders and shook it lightly as she asked in a hoarse voice. “Where’s my son?”
The same hospital. The same hallway. The same looks of people surrounding her. Everything overlapped with that wretched day when she lost what she treasured the most but realized it too late.
Her head was buzzing. Her vision seemed as if everything was focused on the ground she was walking on while everything else was nothing but blurry images. And she felt as if her skin was as cold as winter ice even when her sweat seemed to drench the back of her blouse.
The hallway she treaded through felt like an endless spiral staircase with no end in sight while the walls seemed to squash her in between, leaving her
